Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1887-10-01

CABIN doh. used ter keep dem boys fruu
fifteen many q time, case Marse John allers
rilin' Miss 'Ouise an Marss Reggie, he ailer.
TUX up fer her. Den dar wuz er little ga
frum de mex place dat wux wild EN- all ID
day long She wux Miss Florie Lecour.
She wuz de prettiest little gal In al
dis op'nin. Bot dem boys resksd deiz
necks duren times ar day fur dat little chile.
Miss Florie she'd larf an sing an darncs de
whole day frew An ef she'd say % dem
two boys Aud cline de hi'est trees after
squir'ls or sit on de wildes' HOSES on de place.
An eff dey didn't do what she done tole ,em
ter do, she'd jess stomp her little feet an dem
gray eyes OBJ hers d jes' sparkle an darnce
like dat fire dar, an git jes' like de bioh do
when de sun gifts down benin de trees An
when dey done hit, she'd jes' smile an show
dem sharp teeth Oh hers in err heabenly smile
too. an look jes' ez happy ez ef dey'd done
did surupAn won'ae. But Miss Ouise, she'd
jes' arsk dem in her little saft voice not Ter
fall outn de trees an SIGH like Marse John
he always larf at her, Marse Reggie he done
holler down to her. "all right, 'Ouisie, we
woant," an den he mile sweet down ter her
Bime an by dem chillern growed up Miss
'Ouise an Miss Florie dey put on long
dresses, an de boys dey done gone ter school
in de norf. Miss 'Ouise she jes' cry her blue
eyes purity nigh out'n her head when dem
boys gone away, but Miss Florie she acted
kinder az ef she didn't keer tall tell you
dis ole place wuz mighty lonesum' arter dose
boys gone Miss 'Ouise she didn't seem ter
take no more pleasure bout muffin an she
used ter come ober ter my cabin ebry day.
An she'd read de letters ter me Evybody
,,nxl<e IL g.
time den. Miss Florie she come ober hyar
too an talk an talk bout 'em. An dem gals
jes' walk round dis place mighty solemn an
like er par o. ghos' Purity soon ole marse he
tux sick an ailin' an didn't do muffin but sot
on de front gall'ry an look toward de norf
whar dem boys war. Things jes went long
kinder slow fer nigh onter fob years. An
one day ole marse he up an gone fishin' on de-
bioh an der canew hit turned bottom up an
ole marse wuz drown-ded dei. Me an de
odder niggers foun' him, an tux him up ter
de house. Ole miss she done seen US comm
up de big lane en- she jes' Glib er screech an
sumpin' in her glib way an de blood jos come
outn her mouf and she pumped down dead
too. Dem boys den come back TO Arl1insaw
ter de funerl Evybody 'spected ter see dem
boys az chillern- But my, myi dem boys
done growed up an bof Nv 'em done got mus
staches. Evybody mighty surprised when
old marses will was done read. He done lief
evything ter ole miss an dar she wuz dead
same day Marse's two chillern gittin' it all,
an poor Msrse Reggie he got muffin. When
Miss 'Ouise foun' out dat he got muffin an
said ter him: Reggie. got ar heap more'n
need; | wish dat you'd take harf Nv hit,
Marse Reggie he jes' turned right white, put
his arm round Miss 'Ouise an tole her: May
der Lord bless you, 'Ouise, but ! carn't do
hit An de tears jes' come out'n bot dere
eyes. Marse Reggie jes' thunk Miss 'Ouise
dubbed him like 'er brudder, but / know'd
better'n dat. She jes' wusshupped de groun'
he walked on An dem boys, bof NV 'em, jes'
wusshupped Miss Florie. Bout er year arter
ole marse's death | wuz settinf on de front
gallery er playin' de banjo for Miss 'Ouise.
Marse Reggie an Miss Florie wuz scttin' at de
parlor winder / heerd Marse Reggie say he
dubbed her, an arsked her ter marry him.
Miss Florie, she up an said, kinder lartin'.
WHAT Marry a poh mani No, Reggie,
mus hab money ter make me er
happy CONAN An he said: 'Florie,
you make big mistake. An you hab broke
er honest mans heart An his voice kinder
trimbled, an shuk ez ef sump'n wuz er hurtin'
him mighty bad. jes glib one look at Miss
'Ouise, case she'd heerd it, too. She wuz ez
white ez dat china bole dar. got up orfn
de steps an went out dar in de night an cried
jes' like er little baby, case / dubbed Marse
Reggie. An de mex day he lef' de house an
went norf ter lib. Miss 'Ouise, she neber let
ON, but dis niger knowed dat her heart was
broke In two. Not long arter Marse Reggie
IL.
marrid. Den wuz er gran weddip', feastin'
an darncin', an all sorts oh hifalntin' COINS
on. But Marse Reggie, he warnt Oar, an dar
warn't no sort oh fun fur Mis- Duise an me,
fur we wuz de only pussons dat cher thunk Oh
him durin' dat feastiB' time. / rsckin Bout
croppin' time Miss 'Ouise, she TUX sick. an
beleeb ter dis day she jes' died oh er busted
hart. She done died, an now dis poh ole
niger wuz pow'He lonesome. Marse John
an Miss Florie wuznt 'greeable ter one anud-
der an dey listed ter hab soms dretfie fuses.
An long bout de time when de cotton
blooms get pink an den blood red, Miss
Florie, she tuk'n an got orful thin an polly.
an she'd come inter de gyarden an jes
walk up an down, cryiB' anazin'. An
den oncest / herd her say: oh,
Reggie, my los darlin', | done foun' out
de mistake; fur l dubbed you i wuz
in de family room one eb'nin an Miss Foris
wuz sleep on dc sofy an Marse John he wuz
settin' dar readin'. An she munbied sEmpn
Ia her dream Ma1se John, he jes' jumped
toward her an kotched her arm, biz face jes'
az black ez hit could be- He kinder shuk her
an said 'Ef cher l heer you nenshun Regi
maid Slant ms name agin jes' xiii you She
didn't gay muffin at f1st, but sbe jes tossed her
head in De a'ar lky she used ter, den she
trew herse'f down on de Bo'h an jes' rnoansd
an said, / wishes ter God you would an
send my tT1Ibbles an Misty Den
de wah brnk' outen an 8arSe John got er
comp'ny an went orr wild de Confoir't'G
An iss' az soon ez be WE out'n de bg gate,
eb'ry che o5 De triAin' niggers On dis byar
place skidaddied. Oar WIZ nTboIy le:7 bat
me an VINE ter take kser OBJ Ms Florsc en-
de crop Blnse an by. er whole iSyt or Yam
KEGS CONE fsssw here an TUX up ders quarters
8. de big honse. An, boss, who you recktn
wuz de cap'a % deraf BreS your heart,
boss, 'tsuz MaTSe Regje. He stayed hyar Tor
soue tizs1e an Mis- Fiorie she frightened Cd
pow fle an veut 'roan' Io<skin' x bright an
purity ez ct she'd done growed tar be sr
chile a. ia One afternoon ! waz oat.n de
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De erfeliez' racket an sssoostn' az yeiiin' Up
Ter De bolsse. tes' let 20 DE- pi0w han'I az
lsT DE- BHies an started FIR de houss ter help
Miss Tior1es bat. boss, when ] done cosze up
ter de barn gate somebody GA sr hnes jes'
rs plated er big boss pistol al nae arr I
,ouldn'. 20 no fgrCaer; - turned an eoozssd
fur de bsgges Eoois In dis op'sin- An lou:
sGrS3own / couse oszt'n de boiler tree vhsr
bed bsn fur .Eo poN &c long bozrs, "a went
long 1s bob fence back tsr de bouse- D.
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,ss. 100, when s<eu Mas FIorie ia de f;eid
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